Yesterday, at about 6.10 p.m. my mother called me up and told me that she and my dad will be coming back late a little. When I ask her about the reason, she say that my uncle had passed away, I was shocked after what I heard from my mother... But to me nothing special only after what he used my family as his puppet, I honestly to say that I don't have any sadness towards his departure to the side of the other world... I only feel sad for his 5 year old son, because he is going to have a hard time facing this when he grows elder. One of my little cousin told his son that his father has passed away, he say I know... But in actual fact in a few day time he will start asking about his father why is his father not back yet... I feel so sad for my uncle's son but not his death, because it's going to be a hard time for him when he grow elder without any father's love and father's day is just round the corner... My uncle passed away peacefully at 5.30 p.m. in Damansara specialist hospital at age 42, and his body was placed in the morgue for autopsy and the result will be know at today, 9.00 a.m. and it said that his body shall reach his house at 10.00 a.m. to let us see his face for the last time, my uncle is married with a Malay women, so he has to convert into Muslim follow their religion so sadly has a mix son and I have a yin yang cousin. My mother today woke us up at 7 something in the morning... I was like... what the ****, when I wake up I felt like there's 2 boulders pushing me back down on the bed, oh gosh... I asked my mother why the hell so damn early, my mom said my uncle's body will be arriving at 9 or 10 something we all must gather there to pay our last respect... My mom told us to walk to my uncle's house and they are going to the morgue to pick up my uncle's body, but when they reach the hospital... the autopsy was not done yet... Oh My Fucking Son Of A Bitch... the funeral is today and the autopsy was not done... After that, my uncle's body was taken to University Hospital for autopsy... Oh gosh... What is this joke... we were suppose to have the result at 9.00 a.m. and now my uncle's body has been transfer to University Hospital for autopsy...? And the worst case scenario is that the autopsy will be done at 10.00 a.m.... At that time we were still at home until 11.45 a.m. my dad called one of my cousins come and pick us up to our uncle's house... When we reach there, I saw all my uncle auntie crying... My sisters also cried, but I didn't cry, seriously I didn't even shed a single tears for his death... He played my family long enough and this is so called Justice... We suffered enough uncle, because of you... I seriously tell you, It's enough... All his friends and his staff came to the house for gathering to pay their last respect to my uncle, we waited patiently... My sisters and I called many times to ask my mother on what is going on, what is taking it that long to finish it... I remembered she told me that they just started on the autopsy at 11.42 a.m.... I was like Holy Shit Godlike.... It's minute after we arrive only... On 1.45 p.m. my mother smsed us the result of his death, his cause of death was his right side lung blood stream clogged and oxygen can't by pass...
After that we waited and waited after so long of waiting mostly of my uncle's friends left first because they got work to be done... At about 2.45 p.m... My uncle's body finally reached his house and we all pay our last respect to him because after this he will be taken to the burial ground for burial... See everyone crying when they see him, but I didn't I just whisper in my heart, "what happen to you was unexpected and a tragic lost, rest in peace I'll support my own family even when you are not around rather then they let you control their future and ours your service to this world has reach the limits..." The priest say that don't touch or shed tears on him otherwise he will not go in peace, and the priest ask his son to go give him an eternal good bye kiss to his father... After that his body was loaded up the van and was transport to Pahang, Raub for Burial... We all followed and reach there at 5.45 p.m., and at there they chant some prayers to the dead... His burial was fast process and we all have a chance to see his burial and how the Muslims bury their dead, simple way but it's their religion, more like Ta pau (take away)... After the funeral, we have to drive back for freaking 3 hours 15 Min's journey, the cemetery was so fucking deep in...
The Tears Of Aquarius won't be seen so easy... Only to the ones they love...
